I was...um.

[Where was he? Didn't he just say it, or did he imagine that? Why is it so hard to hold onto now?]

...Firewood. I was getting firewood. So probably out near the house?

[Just for good measure, he tries pulling his arm again. No dice though.]

Obviously I can't stop you, but don't you dare get grabbed by this stupid thing trying to get me out of it, alright?

[It's not a no. She'd never take a no. But it is a "be careful."]